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And She Was Gone
She chose to walk alone,
though others wondered why;
Refused to look before her,
kept eyes cast upwards towards the sky
She didn’t have companions,
no need for earthly things
Only wanted freedom from what she felt
were puppet strings
She longed to be a bird
that she might fly away
She pitied every blade of grass,
for planted they would stay
She longed to be a flame
that brightly danced alone
Felt jealous of the steam
that made the air its only home
Some say she wished too hard
Some say she wished too long
But we awoke one autumn day to find
that she was gone
The trees, they say, stood witness
The sky refused to tell
But someone who had seen it said
the story played out well:
She spread her arms out wide
breathed in the break of dawn
She just let go of all she held,
And she was gone.
1 comment:
hmmm...hmmm...gettin' poetic, eh? when did you get the bloggin' bug?
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